The afterglow of orgasm hadn't fully dissipated, my body was utterly exhausted, but my spirit was exceptionally aroused. Although my small cock, only three inches long, had softened and was covered in our bodily fluids, looking disheveled, that "extraordinary performance" just now, stimulated by the high heels, allowed me to taste a long-lost "masculine prowess" as a man—even if this prowess was so brief, so dependent on external objects.
I panted, my gaze unable to move from Li Ying's jade feet, still clad in transparent high-heeled sandals. In the candlelight, the crystal-like shoes enveloped her perfect ankles and arches, the slender heels rising high, exuding a fatal allure. Too beautiful… it was simply an aphrodisiac tailor-made for me!
An even crazier thought flooded my mind. Since these shoes could give me an erection, and help me last longer… then what if… what if I used them for a footjob? To have her feet, clad in the world's most beautiful shoes, "serve" my world's most pitiful small cock? This extreme contrast… just thinking about it, my lower abdomen began to heat up again, and that little thing, which had just gone limp, actually showed signs of rising again!
I rolled out of bed, not bothering to wipe the sweat and fluids from my body, walked to the foot of the bed, knelt down, and reverently lifted her jade feet, still in crystal shoes.
"Ying'er…" My voice was hoarse with excitement, carrying a hint of pleading, "Please… help your husband just once more…"
Li Ying didn't seem to have fully recovered from the previous impact, looking at me blankly, her face still flushed with lust. "Husband… more?" Her voice carried fatigue and a hint of imperceptible resistance.
"Just once… quickly…" I pressed my cheek against her cool ankle, encased in the transparent material, greedily inhaling the scent of her feet, then looked up at her with an almost pleading gaze, "Use your feet… use these shoes… help me…"
She looked at the undisguised desire and pleading in my eyes, then at the peculiar shoes on her own feet, and finally, resignedly and obediently, she nodded gently. Perhaps she was also tired, not wanting to argue anymore, just wanting to quickly end it all.
Upon receiving her tacit consent, I almost cheered! I carefully brought her jade feet, still in high heels, together, their tender arches facing each other, forming an alluring, tight crevice. The transparent body of the shoes was smooth and cool, clinging tightly to her warm skin, creating a peculiar sensation.
I guided my small cock, which had reluctantly stiffened again but was still only three inches long, trembling as I aimed it at the "opening" formed by her jade feet and crystal shoes.
"Ying'er… squeeze tight…" I commanded softly, simultaneously thrusting my hips, slowly easing that pitiful little thing into the gap.
"Mm…" Li Ying let out a faint nasal sound, applying a slight pressure, and her clasped feet immediately gripped my small cock tightly!
"Ah!" Extreme pleasure instantly overwhelmed me! More intense than it had been in the vaginal canal earlier! It wasn't just physical friction, but also a massive psychological stimulation! My small cock was tightly enveloped and toyed with by her noble jade feet, clad in crystal shoes! This feeling… this feeling of being controlled, of being defiled… it was too stimulating!
I gripped her slender ankles and began thrusting frantically between her arches! With each in and out motion, my glans could feel the softness and elasticity of the tender flesh on the soles of her feet, as well as the smoothness and coolness provided by the transparent shoes! The visual impact was even more unparalleled—my ugly, short penis moving in and out between her jade feet, which, with the crystal shoes, were like works of art. This stark contrast made me want to scream in shame, yet also excited me beyond measure!
"Ying'er… your feet… your shoes… so beautiful… so slutty…" I roared incoherently, completely immersed in this perverse pleasure, "Use your slutty feet… to squeeze your husband's small cock to death… ah…"
Li Ying closed her eyes, her brows tightly furrowed, her face devoid of expression, like a delicate puppet, letting me toy with her. Perhaps she felt disgusted, perhaps humiliated, but I no longer cared!
Under such intense, multi-layered stimulation, I couldn't last long at all. After only a dozen or so thrusts, a hot current shot to the peak! I let out a satisfied yet shameful roar, ejaculating all that sparse, pitiful semen onto her fair arches, tender soles, and the inner sides of those sparkling crystal shoes!
The viscous white liquid stained the perfect jade feet and luxurious shoes, forming a lewd and blasphemous scene.
I collapsed onto the floor at the foot of the bed, panting heavily, my whole body spent, but my heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. High heels… truly my god!
As the tide of excitement receded, exhaustion and guilt washed over me again. I looked at Li Ying's jade feet, still in crystal shoes, stained with my semen, and her numb, hollow expression, and a pang shot through my heart.
I struggled to get up, fetched warm water and a clean cloth, knelt by the bed, and carefully cleaned her. I meticulously wiped the fluids from her feet, cleaning both the inside and outside of the crystal shoes. Her feet trembled slightly; she kept her eyes closed, not uttering a word.
Once finished cleaning, I had intended to take off the shoes, but after a moment of hesitation, as if by some strange impulse, I didn't. I simply gently lowered her feet and covered her with the quilt.
"Ying'er, sleep," I whispered, my voice filled with exhaustion and apology.
She didn't respond, merely turned over, her back to me.
I silently watched her back, a mix of emotions in my heart. Everything that happened tonight was undoubtedly a nightmare for her. But for me, it was like opening a door to a new world. The magic of high heels showed me the possibility of compensating for my physiological shortcomings and achieving ultimate pleasure.
I quietly got up, put on my underpants and outer robe, and left the inner chamber. Li Ying needed rest, and I needed a quiet place to properly sort through the chaotic thoughts and wild experiences of tonight.
The study was silent, with only the chirping of insects outside the window and the flickering of the candlelight on the desk. I sat behind the writing desk, opened the special medical book, picked up my brush, dipped it fully in ink, and began to write furiously.
I wanted to record everything from tonight! Li Ying's stunning appearance in crystal shoes, my small cock's unprecedented sustained erection, that brief but real "masculine prowess" during sex, and finally, that footjob, which was both extremely shameful and extremely satisfying! Every detail, every sensation, deserved to be remembered!
High heels… transparent high heels… these were simply a priceless treasure given to me by the system! They were not only the ultimate visual temptation but also a powerful spiritual aphrodisiac! They could give me an erection, help me last, and let me experience unprecedented pleasure!
My cuckolding plan, which had been temporarily shelved due to guilt, now clearly resurfaced in my mind. Since high heels worked for me, what about those black slaves? If they saw Li Ying wearing these shoes, would they go even crazier? What if Li Ying, wearing these shoes, used her jade feet to "serve" Zaha or Abu's black giant cocks… or perhaps, she wore these shoes while being brutally fucked by them… that image…
My breathing grew heavy again, and my lower abdomen started to warm up once more. No, I couldn't rush… Li Ying had been stimulated too much today; I had to let her recover.
But, the plan could be restarted! And it had to be more meticulous!
I listed the new key points of my plan on the paper:
1. Consolidate the relationship and eliminate wariness: Continue to be gentle and considerate towards Li Ying, allowing her to completely drop her guard, and even develop a hint of "understanding" or "cooperation" towards my "special hobby." (Utilize tasks like [Tender Moment]?)2. Rationalize cuckolding behavior: Continue to emphasize "for her own good" and "for our mutual pleasure," making her gradually accept it psychologically.3. Introduce new stimuli (gradually):
Let Li Ying get used to wearing high heels, and even silk stockings, displaying sexiness in her daily life.
Arrange for Zaha (or Abu) to provide more intimate services, such as: receiving massages in high heels, foot licking, or even… footjobs with high heels?
Hint at or arrange for maidservants (Lin'er seems more suitable?) to also participate, wearing silk stockings or high heels, first interacting with the black slaves, letting Li Ying observe, to lower her psychological threshold.
4. Strengthen control (black slaves): Do not let the black slaves succeed too quickly; they must understand that all of this is my "gift," and their pleasure and Li Ying's body are all under my control. Can I exchange for some control-type items through the system? Or establish stricter rules and reward/punishment measures?
5. Final goal: Achieve the "perfect" cuckolding scenario—Li Ying (and possibly the maidservants) wearing silk stockings and high heels, willingly (or at least semi-willingly) being brutally fucked by Zaha and Abu simultaneously, in various positions, while I watch, record, or even participate (such as licking their feet, or being trampled and humiliated by their feet in high heels), reaching a dual ultimate climax of mind and body!
Writing down these plans, my heart filled with pathological excitement and anticipation. The candlelight flickered, casting my shadow on the wall, twisted and mad.
Tonight was a major turning point in my life as a cuckold slave. The appearance of high heels had opened a new door for me. The path ahead might be darker, more perverse, but I was… impatient!
The pen tip rustled on the dark pages of the medical book, recording my surging desires and the nascent dark plan. The candlelight danced, reflecting on my cheeks, slightly flushed from excitement. High heels… these were simply divine artifacts bestowed upon me by Heaven (or rather, the System)! Not only could they compensate for my physiological shortcomings, but they could also elevate Li Ying's beauty and sexiness to a new level, becoming an indispensable part of my cuckolding game!
But, I had to stay calm. I warned myself internally. Rome wasn't built in a day, nor could Li Ying's psychological defenses be completely dismantled overnight. She had been stimulated quite enough today; I had almost pushed too far. Although the final outcome (my "masculine prowess" and her "satisfaction") was gratifying, the process was too brutal, too rushed.
"Gradual progression… boiling a frog in lukewarm water…" I murmured to myself, beginning to re-examine my plan.
The maidservants couldn't be introduced yet. Ting'er was aloof, and while Lin'er was curious, her thoughts were unpredictable; involving them too early would introduce too many variables. My primary goal was Li Ying; I had to make her completely submit to this relationship, both psychologically and physiologically, even actively desiring the black slaves' "big black cocks." Then, it would be even better to train Ting'er and Lin'er to become Li Ying's "foils" and my new playthings, wouldn't it?
And the high heels… the magic of these crystal shoes was too strong; they were practically my "switch." But precisely because of this, they couldn't be cheapened. Li Ying absolutely couldn't wear them all the time, nor could other servants in the manor see them! These shoes, with the ultimate sexiness and stimulation they brought, should only belong to specific occasions, for specific audiences—namely, me and the black slaves who would soon fuck her! They should become a symbol of ritual, a key to unlock lewd feasts!
Thinking of this, my previous plan became clearer. The main focus was still to appease Li Ying, repair our relationship, and simultaneously guide her to gradually accept. System points… I only had 5 points now, not enough to do much. I had to earn more points quickly to exchange for more useful items.
I once again calmed myself and summoned the System.
"System, are there any new 5-point tasks? Also, besides high heels, what other clothing or special items are in the System Shop?"
[System Prompt]
Host's request detected. Low-risk task list refreshed (same as last time):
[Tender Moment]: Have a sincere emotional exchange with Li Ying… (Completed)[Benevolent Healer]: Successfully cure a difficult patient at the medical clinic tomorrow… Reward: 5 points. Status: Available.[Harmonious Match]: Play a love song for Li Ying… (Completed)[Food Comfort]: Personally prepare a dish or snack that Li Ying likes… (Completed)
[System Shop New Arrivals Preview (Level 1 Authority)]
Clothing:
[Modified Dudou - Black Silk Material]: 15 points. (Slightly increases wearer's sensitivity, medium visual temptation)
[Sheer See-Through Ruqun - Various Colors]: 20 points/piece. (High visual temptation, special material can slightly increase comfort)
[Modern Lingerie Set (Basic Style)]: 30 points. (Includes lace bra, thong, etc., strong visual impact, some sense of restraint)
Props:
[Basic Lubricant]: 10 points. (Enhances sexual comfort)
[Delay Spray (Trial Size)]: 15 points. (Slightly extends user's ejaculation time, limited effect)
[Ordinary Handcuffs/Anklets]: 25 points. (Increases sense of restraint and humiliation)
Special:
[Memory Fragment (Random)]: 40 points. (Randomly obtains a snippet of a modern ordinary person's life memory, may be useless)
[Skill Point (Beginner)]: 60 points. (Can be used to upgrade one of the host's basic skills)
There were no new low-risk 5-point tasks on the list; it seemed I had to go to the medical clinic tomorrow to complete [Benevolent Healer]. There were quite a few tempting things in the System Shop… Black silk *dudou*? See-through *ruqun*? Lingerie? Tsk tsk, just imagining Li Ying wearing these made my small cock swell up again. And the delay spray… although it was just a trial size, perhaps it would be useful for me? Handcuffs and anklets weren't bad either…
But I only had 5 points now, couldn't buy anything. I should complete the task first.
Putting down the pen, I blew out the candle in the study, and quietly returned to the inner chamber, carrying a sense of exhaustion and rekindled anticipation.
The moonlight, like water, streamed through the window gauze onto the bed. Li Ying lay on her side, sound asleep, her breathing even and soft, seemingly completely relaxed. Her lake-blue *ruqun* was a little dishevelled from her sleeping position, revealing her rounded shoulder and a small section of her lotus-like arm. Her face appeared exceptionally serene and gentle in the moonlight, though a barely perceptible redness and swelling lingered at the corners of her eyes.
My gaze drifted downwards, settling on her ankles. The pair of crystal high heels, still on her jade feet, radiated a strange glow even in the dim light. The moonlight shone on the transparent shoes, reflecting specks of starlight, outlining her perfect arch and ankle as if in a dream.
So beautiful... My breathing began to grow heavy again. These shoes... they were the very embodiment of sensuality.
But... I couldn't let her wear them all the time. I secretly reminded myself. Not only was it bad for her feet, but more importantly, such extreme temptation could never be easily shown to others.
I walked to the side of the bed and gently lifted a corner of the quilt. Li Ying was sleeping deeply, without any reaction. I knelt by the bed and carefully lifted her feet, still clad in the high heels. They were cool to the touch, the transparent material smooth and delicate, perfectly adhering to her skin. I could clearly see the shape of each of her toes, even the faint pink on her toenails.
My throat felt a little dry, and I swallowed. Suppressing the urge to kiss and lick them again, I began to carefully undo the transparent straps entwined around her ankles. The rhinestones on the straps were cold and hard, making my fingers tingle slightly.
With the straps unfastened, I gently, little by little, slid her jade feet out of the narrow, smooth shoes. This process required extreme caution, fearing both hurting her and waking her. When her feet were completely free from the shoes' restraint, I let out a long sigh of relief.
I placed the pair of crystal shoes, worth 50 points, on the low table by the bed, where they shimmered with iridescent light in the moonlight. Then, I picked up a soft cloth from nearby and gently wiped her slightly reddened, chafed ankles and insteps.
After all this was done, I finally slipped into the quilt and gently embraced her warm, soft body from behind. She seemed to sense my presence, unconsciously leaning closer into my arms, letting out a satisfied purr.
Holding her, sniffing the faint fragrance in her hair, my heart was calm. Everything that happened tonight felt like a dream, full of excitement, twists, and unexpected gains. The magic of the high heels showed me hope, and rekindled the dormant cuckoldry in my heart.
However, one must eat mouthful by mouthful, and walk step by step. Tomorrow, I would first go to the medical clinic to complete tasks and earn points. As for Li Ying... a tender embrace was the best weapon. I would let her completely lower her guard in my pampering and affection, and then... willingly, step into the meticulously woven web of dark desire I had prepared for her...
Lost in thought, weariness finally overcame me. I closed my eyes, held my delicate wife in my arms, and fell into a deep sleep.
The sky was faintly lit, and the chirping of birds drifted in through the window lattice. I woke from my deep slumber, the hangover-like fatigue not yet completely faded, but the extreme experience of last night was etched in my mind like a brand.
Li Ying beside me was still sound asleep, her breathing even, her face serene. She lay on her side, her cheek radiating a soft halo in the morning light, her long eyelashes covering her eyelids, revealing no trace of last night's terror or tears. My gaze slid down her graceful neck, over her gently rising chest, and finally rested on her bare jade feet, peeking out from beneath the edge of the brocade quilt.
Without the embrace of those transparent high heels, her feet appeared exceptionally delicate, fair, and pure. The arch of her foot remained graceful, her toes round and charming, as if carved from the finest white jade. Yet, my mind involuntarily conjured images of them wrapped in the crystal shoes last night, defiled by my semen... and the sight of them tightly clamping my three-inch little cock, bringing me unprecedented pleasure...
"Slutty feet..." I unconsciously murmured, and my lower abdomen began to faintly warm again, my limp little thing showing signs of awakening. I quickly took a deep breath, suppressing this untimely desire. Last night had already gone too far; I couldn't provoke her further.
I carefully got up and out of bed, without disturbing her.
After Li Ying and I had both washed up, we came to the dining hall together for breakfast. She had changed into a suitable light blue *ruqun*, her hair neatly styled, and a light dusting of powder on her face concealed some of her fatigue and the redness at the corners of her eyes. She appeared no different from her usual dignified and graceful self, as if everything from last night had merely been an absurd dream.
We sat facing each other, Ting'er and Lin'er serving dishes nearby. The atmosphere was subtly quiet. I deliberately initiated some light conversation, chatting about the weather and the flowers in the courtyard, carefully avoiding any mention of last night's embarrassing and crazy events.
"The weather is good today. Later, I'll have the servants move those pots of orchids in the courtyard out to sun themselves," I said, offering her a chopstick full of vegetables.
"Mhm, as husband wishes," she nodded slightly, eating quietly, her movements graceful, but her gaze somewhat distant.
"Yesterday, I acquired a new scroll of works by a calligraphic master from the previous dynasty. It's quite interesting. Shall I show it to you later?"
"Alright," she replied, a faint smile touching her lips, but it didn't reach her eyes.
I knew that what happened last night couldn't simply vanish as if it never occurred. The comments about "big cocks" and "shared happiness," the impact of those crystal shoes, and the brief but exceptionally intense sex... they had all left their marks on her heart. She needed time to digest, to struggle. And I, in turn, needed enough patience, using tenderness and care, to slowly guide her towards the direction I had set for her.
Breakfast concluded in this calm, yet slightly distant atmosphere.
After parting ways with Li Ying, I took a carriage to the medical clinic in Quchi Ward. Along the way, my mind was entirely preoccupied with the scenes from last night, especially Li Ying in those crystal shoes... those shoes... they were a stroke of genius!
At the clinic, the apprentice and Old Liu were already busy. I composed myself, changed into my physician's robe, and began the day's work. Perhaps it was the "successful" experience of last night that gave me confidence, or perhaps it was the eagerness to complete system tasks and earn points, but I was exceptionally focused today.
I meticulously diagnosed, prescribed medicine, and administered acupuncture and moxibustion... patiently attending to every patient. The clinic's reputation was already good, and patients streamed in continuously. Their illnesses were varied, ranging from common colds and coughs to chronic conditions like spleen and stomach disharmony, or *qi* and blood deficiency.
While treating them, I also paid attention to the requirements of the system task [Benevolent Healer] – to successfully cure a "difficult patient." What was the standard for "difficult"? I pondered to myself.
Around noon, a middle-aged man with a dark complexion and withered appearance was helped in by his family. He claimed to have suffered from unbearable abdominal pain, poor appetite, and progressive emaciation for the past six months. He had consulted many famous doctors but the cause of his illness remained unknown, and various herbal decoctions had brought no improvement.
I carefully took his pulse; it was deep, thin, wiry, and hesitant. His tongue coating was white, greasy, and thick. I then inquired in detail about his diet, daily routine, and bowel movements, and pressed several key acupoints on his abdomen. All signs indicated that this was not ordinary spleen and stomach weakness, but rather stagnation of blood stasis in the middle *jiao*, causing obstructed *qi* circulation. In ancient times, this indeed counted as a difficult and complicated illness, because the cause was obscure, and ordinary prescriptions could not directly reach the lesion.
My heart stirred. Wasn't this an opportunity to complete a task?
I pondered for a moment, then decided to take a risky approach, combining acupuncture and herbs. I would first apply acupuncture to dredge *qi* and blood, then supplement it with herbal decoctions to invigorate blood, resolve stasis, regulate *qi*, and relieve pain.
"Bring the silver needles," I instructed the apprentice.
Under the watchful eyes of the patient's family, I focused my mind, accurately identified the acupoints, twirled the silver needles, and inserted them into Zhongwan, Tianshu, Qihai, and other points on his abdomen. My technique, whether lifting and thrusting, twirling, or retaining the needles, was precisely performed according to his pulse and the flow of *qi* and blood.
A moment later, the patient's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and a faint sweat appeared on his forehead. "How... how do you feel?" I asked softly.
"A warm current... seems to be surging in my abdomen... the pain... feels much lighter now..." the patient replied weakly, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
I nodded slightly, knowing that the acupuncture had taken effect. After retaining the needles for fifteen minutes, I removed them and then drafted a prescription primarily composed of blood-invigorating and stasis-resolving herbs like peach kernel, safflower, *chuangxiong*, and *danggui*, supplemented with *muxiang* and *zhike* for *qi* circulation. I instructed him to decoct and take the medicine on time.
"This is a condition of internal blood stasis, not something that can be cured in a single day. Take this prescription for seven days, and if there's improvement, come back for a follow-up visit," I explained.
The patient and his family departed, expressing their profound gratitude.
[System Prompt]
Task [Benevolent Healer] completed! Successfully treated a difficult patient, reputation slightly increased. Reward: 5 System Points!
Current System Points: 5 + 5 = 10 points!
"Excellent!" I inwardly rejoiced. Though the points were few, every little bit added up. I was one step closer to buying those alluring erotic items.
During a break from work, I returned to the back hall to rest. Picking up my teacup, my thoughts drifted to the evening's plan. With 10 points now, I could exchange for [Basic Lubricant] or [Delay Spray (Trial Pack)]. Lubricant seemed of little use; Li Ying was quite wet on her own. Delay spray... its effectiveness was unknown, and as a "trial pack," the quantity was probably very small.
I'd better wait. The stimulation from the high heels had given me hope; perhaps I could exchange for more similar things in the future? Like... various styles of silk stockings? Black silk *dudou*? Erotic lingerie? Or... were there any more direct drugs that could temporarily enhance the size or hardness of my little cock?
I thought again of those crystal shoes. After taking them off last night, I had left them by the bed. What would Li Ying think when she woke up and saw them? Would she secretly try them on? Or... would she hide them? These shoes must be put to good use. Next time... next time, when Zaha comes for the massage, perhaps I could have her "accidentally" wear them? Or, when Abu returns and I arrange "double service," have her wear these shoes while being served by two black slaves...
At this thought, my breathing quickened again, and my lower abdomen felt a burst of heat. I quickly took a sip of cold tea, forcing myself to calm down. No rush, no rush... boiling a frog in lukewarm water, it must be done slowly...
In the study, the candlelight flickered, elongating my silhouette and casting it distortedly on the cold wall. I put down my brush, let out a long sigh of relief, and rubbed my aching temples. After the exhilaration came a deep fatigue, but the thoughts churning in my mind were like boiling water, refusing to settle.
High heels... The stimulation from this modern marvel was so intense, it almost made me see the possibility of completely controlling Li Ying and realizing my ultimate cuckold fantasy. But acting too hastily had nearly led to a major mistake. Li Ying's breakdown today was like a bucket of cold water, sobering my lust-addled mind.
She still cared about me, even willing to try and understand those perverse demands for my sake. This dependence and deep affection were both my comfort and my sharpest weapon. I couldn't brutally test her boundaries as I had before; I had to be more "subtle and pervasive."
The maidservants couldn't be brought into the game yet. Ting'er was aloof, and Lin'er's thoughts were veiled, unclear. Their presence, for now, would only add uncertainty. I had to wait until Li Ying had completely succumbed, and even actively cooperated, before considering drawing them into this game. Have Li Ying personally train her maidservants? Or have them observe and learn from the side? That scene would surely have its own unique flavor.
As for the high heels, those crystal shoes were indeed a divine artifact, but precisely because of their power, they had to be used cautiously. They should be like a secret key unlocking a grand feast, only to shine for a specific audience (me and the black slaves who would soon share my wife) at specific moments. They absolutely could not become commonplace, nor could they be glimpsed by unrelated servants in the mansion. That ultimate blend of sensuality and humiliation had to be carefully treasured and controlled.
So, the next focus was repairing our relationship and earning points. I needed more leverage, more tools, to weave this grand web called "love and betrayal."
I closed my eyes again, concentrating on communicating with the system.
"System, check for new, easy-to-complete 5-point tasks. Also, please browse the mall's clothing and item lists in detail again, especially those... items related to black fascination."
[System Prompt]
Current Low-Risk Task List (same as last refresh):
1. [Benevolent Healer]: Successfully cure a difficult patient at the medical clinic tomorrow... Reward: 5 points. Status: Available.
(Other tasks [Tender Moment], [Harmonious Match], [Food Comfort] are already marked as completed.)
[Mall Item List (Level 1 Clearance - Clothing/Props/Special)]
Clothing:
[Modified Dudou - Black Silk Material]: 15 points.
[Sheer See-Through Ruqun - Various Colors]: 20 points/piece.
[Modern Erotic Lingerie Set (Basic)]: 30 points.
[High-Heeled Sandals - Transparent Style]: 50 points. (Already Redeemed)
(New Item) [Stirrup Tights - Nude/Black]: 25 points. (Foot fetish allure, convenient for footjobs, suitable for high heels)
(New Item) [Open-Crotch Fishnet Stockings]: 35 points. (Extreme sensuality, convenient for sex, strong visual impact)
Props:
[Basic Lubricant]: 10 points.
[Delay Spray (Trial Pack)]: 15 points.
[Ordinary Handcuffs/Ankle Cuffs]: 25 points.
(New Item) [Soft Mouth Gag (Basic)]: 20 points. (Prevents vocalization, increases shame and control)
(New Item) [Eye Mask (Silk Material)]: 15 points. (Deprives vision, enhances other senses, increases mystery)
Special:
[Memory Fragment (Random)]: 40 points.
[Skill Point (Basic)]: 60 points.
(New Item - Requires Unlock) Black Fascination Series (Basic):
[Spade Tattoo Sticker (Temporary)]: 30 points. (Apply black spade pattern to hidden areas like inner thighs, appears when wet, lasts 3 days. Unlock Condition: Li Ying's favorability towards black men reaches "Curious")
[Black Jade Anklet (Basic)]: 40 points. (Anklet with tiny black figure silhouettes, special material, wearing it can slightly increase foot sensitivity. Unlock Condition: Li Ying accepts Zaha/Abu's foot service more than 3 times)
[Black Fascination Incense (Trial Pack)]: 35 points. (Special incense, its scent when burned can increase a woman's acceptance of black men's body odor. Unlock Condition: Wu Tao's cuckoldry depth reaches "Actively Guiding")
The system list refresh made my eyes light up! Although there were no new 5-point tasks, the mall's items had become much richer! Stirrup tights, open-crotch fishnet stockings... these paired with high heels were absolutely deadly! The mouth gag and eye mask could also add a lot of fun...
What made my heart burn even more was the [Black Fascination Series]! Although currently locked, this clearly pointed to the core of my plan! Spade tattoo sticker... black jade anklet... black fascination incense... The system truly understood me! If these were used on Li Ying... to subtly brand her with the mark of "black fascination" both physically and psychologically... what an incredible thrill that would be!
I greedily browsed the item descriptions, as if I could already see the depraved scenes of the future. However, I only had 5 points at the moment, so I couldn't buy anything. I'd complete the [Benevolent Healer] task first.
Putting away my scattered thoughts, I extinguished the candle in the study and quietly returned to the inner chamber.
Moonlight filtered through the window gauze, casting a hazy glow over the room. On the bed, Li Ying still lay on her side, sleeping soundly. The quilt had slipped slightly, revealing her smooth shoulder and a small patch of ivory-colored back. Her breathing was soft and even, her face showing a peacefulness that came from letting go of all defenses.
My gaze involuntarily fell once more to her ankles. The crystal shoes, which I had taken off, lay silently on the low table by the bed, emanating an alluring glow in the moonlight. And her bare feet, delicate, fair, and translucent, were slightly curled, as if in a beautiful dream.
I walked to the bedside and quietly gazed at her sleeping face. Serene, gentle, with an undefended innocence. It was hard to imagine that the owner of such a face, just a few hours ago, had been wearing those highly modern and seductive high heels, enduring my rough sex and footjob.
A pang of guilt welled up again. I leaned down and gently pressed a kiss on her smooth forehead, with apology and also a trace of tenderness that I couldn't quite explain myself.
Then, I carefully slipped into the quilt and gently drew her into my embrace from behind. Her body was warm and soft, carrying a faint fragrance. I buried my face in the hollow of her neck, feeling her steady heartbeat and even breathing, and my restless mind gradually calmed.
Just holding her like this, doing nothing, thinking nothing, seemed to offer a different kind of peace.
Weariness washed over me like a tide, and my eyelids grew heavier and heavier. Before losing consciousness completely, the last thought that flickered in my mind was: Tomorrow... tomorrow would be a new day. The medical clinic tasks, and... a new chapter with her...
The gentle morning sun streamed into the dining hall, and the air was filled with the aroma of rice porridge and pastries. Li Ying and I sat opposite each other, quietly having breakfast. Her complexion was much better today; although there were faint dark circles under her eyes, her expression had returned to its usual calm and graceful demeanor. Ting'er and Lin'er stood respectfully nearby, eyes cast down, as if nothing from last night had ever happened.
But I knew some things had changed. Those crystal shoes were likely still resting quietly on the low table by the bed, silently reminding her of last night's madness. I had to probe, to see what impression that sudden "masculine prowess" and extreme footjob had left on her heart.
"Last night... did you sleep well?" I asked casually, my gaze seemingly fixed on the bowl of porridge before me, but in truth observing her reaction out of the corner of my eye. "This husband seemed... a little too wild last night, didn't I disturb madam?"
Her movements paused slightly, and a blush quickly bloomed on her face, like a rainbow after a fresh rain, captivating and beautiful. She lowered her head, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and whispered, "Husband... you jest. This concubine... slept very well." She paused, her voice even softer now, with a hint of barely perceptible shyness and... confusion? "It's just... in my dream, it felt like... walking on clouds, light and airy, yet somewhat... unable to exert force..."
Walking on clouds? My heart stirred. It seemed she still had a vague impression of wearing the high heels, and it wasn't entirely negative? "Oh? Such a peculiar dream?" I continued to probe, my tone curious. "And... what then? Were there any other sensations?"
Her face flushed even deeper, almost burying itself in the bowl, her fingers unconsciously twisting her handkerchief. "Later... later I can't remember clearly... I just felt... a little hot... and a little... swollen..." Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, and by the last two words, even the roots of her ears were crimson.
Hot? Swollen? Did she mean the semen I ejaculated between her arches, or... the feeling of her cunt being filled by my rarely firm little dick? A wave of ecstasy surged through me! It seemed my "extraordinary performance" last night, stimulated by the high heels, truly left her with an unusual sensation! Perhaps not ultimate pleasure, but at least... it made her remember!
"I see." I suppressed my inner excitement, a gentle smile on my face, and stopped pressing. Instead, I said, "It seems your husband kept you up too late last night, my dear, preventing you from resting well. The weather is clear today; why don't we go for a walk in the city outskirts to clear our minds? Consider it your husband's apology."
She looked up, a hint of surprise and hesitation flashing in her eyes: "To the city outskirts?"
"Yes," I nodded, my tone gentle, "It's been a long time since we went out together. Seeing the scenery and breathing fresh air would be good for your health."
"But... what about the medical clinic..." she hesitated.
"It's fine, just leave it to Old Liu and the apprentices. Today, your husband only wants to spend time with you." I held her hand, my gaze sincere.
She saw the genuine concern in my eyes and finally let down her guard, revealing a relieved smile: "Alright, I'll do as my husband says."
I instructed the servants to prepare the carriage and a simple lunchbox, and we left the residence together. Sitting in the spacious and comfortable carriage, I held Li Ying in my arms, and together we admired the scenery outside the window.
Outside Chang'an City, the view opened up. Fields stretched crisscrossing, lush and green. The distant green mountains undulated, resembling a scroll painting under the azure sky and white clouds. A gentle breeze blew through the carriage window, carrying the fragrance of earth and grass, refreshing to the heart.
Li Ying clearly hadn't relaxed like this in a long time. She nestled in my arms, her face adorned with a relaxed and joyful smile, curiously observing everything outside the window. At times, she pointed at distant village smoke, at others, she marveled at the unknown wildflowers by the roadside. Her eyes regained their brilliance, free from the terror and bewilderment of last night.
We found a scenic grassy spot by the Quchi Pool and stopped there. We spread out a brocade mat and laid out the pastries and tea from the lunchbox. We sat side by side, feeling the breeze on our faces, watching the shimmering lake, and enjoying this rare time alone together.
"It's truly beautiful here," Li Ying exclaimed sincerely, her face radiating a halo of happiness.
"If you like it, we can come often," I said softly, offering an osmanthus cake she loved to her mouth.
She shyly opened her mouth and took a bite, her eyes full of dependence and love for me.
In this moment, there was no green hat, no black slave, no system tasks, just her and me, like the most ordinary loving couple, enjoying a peaceful and beautiful time. Watching her pure, happy smile, my heart filled with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and... a deeper pang of guilt.
Could I truly... bear to push such a wonderful woman into that dark abyss?
But then I thought, it was precisely this beauty that made the impending "defilement" and "degeneration" so stimulating, so... aesthetically pleasing. To let her, in the embrace of ultimate love and security, unknowingly welcome the impact of that black, massive thing, representing primal desire... This extreme contrast...
My breathing grew rapid again, and my useless little dick below seemed to stir. I quickly averted my gaze, forcing myself to appreciate the lake and mountain scenery before me.
We stayed in the outskirts until the afternoon before returning by carriage. Li Ying's mood was clearly much better; she chattered away with me the whole journey, a relaxed smile always on her face. Witnessing her transformation, my heart felt both relief and an even stronger determination.
After sending Li Ying back to the residence to rest, I went directly to the medical clinic. Having been delayed in the morning, I needed to work more diligently in the afternoon and, by the way, complete a system task.
With the morning's experience, I quickly found another patient who met the "difficult and complicated illnesses" criteria—an old man with a chronic cough and bloody phlegm, but no obvious abnormalities upon lung auscultation. After a careful examination using the "four methods of diagnosis," I determined the root cause was Liver Qi Stagnation, with Qi rebellion and Blood stasis. This was also a condition requiring precise "diagnosis based on differentiation of symptoms" and "prescribing the right medicine for the symptoms."
I again performed acupuncture, to soothe the liver and regulate qi, cool blood and stop bleeding, and prescribed a formula primarily to clear liver fire, dispel stasis, and stop cough. The old man felt much more comfortable in his chest after the acupuncture and expressed endless gratitude to me.
[System Prompt]
Mission[Benevolent Healer]completed! ...Received reward: 5 System Points!
Current System Points: 10 + 5 = 15 points!
As expected. 15 points in hand, one step closer to exchanging for those enticing items.
In between consultations, I also paid attention to the medicinal herbs in the medicine cabinet. Besides regular medicines, I specifically noted some herbs with special effects, such as those that could influence emotions or senses (like Albizia bark, Polygala) or enhance physical strength (like Horny Goat Weed, Cistanche). These might prove useful in future "plans." Of course, medication must be used cautiously, leaving no trace.
My gaze fell once more on the special medical book. The ways to play with high heels could be further refined. For instance, have Li Ying dance in them? Or... use those slender heels... for some special stimulation? And those Black Fascination series items... Spade Tattoo Sticker... Black Jade Anklet... Black Fascination Incense... How could these be subtly introduced, so Li Ying would accept, or even desire them, unknowingly?
One by one, decadent and meticulous plans gradually formed in my mind. My heart was filled with creative excitement and anticipation for the future. Li Ying... my beloved wife... are you ready to welcome the morality-subverting "feast" I've painstakingly prepared for you?
With the medical clinic's affairs concluded, I returned to the residence with a sense of ease and anticipation. The lingering glow of the setting sun filtered through the window lattice, painting the dining hall in warm orange-red hues. Li Ying was already calmly seated at the table, leisurely sipping tea. Seeing me return, she set down her teacup, a gentle smile gracing her face, and rose to greet me: "Husband, you're back."
That smile was natural and soft, unlike the terror and aloofness of yesterday. It seemed the daytime excursion truly had a remarkable effect. My heart settled. I stepped forward and held her hand; her skin felt warm and smooth. "Yes, there were fewer matters at the clinic today, so I returned early." I pulled her to sit beside me at the table, my gaze lingering on her face. "My dear, your complexion is much better today."
She blushed slightly and whispered, "Thank you for your concern, Husband."
The dinner dishes were exquisite and delicious, all her favorites. We ate and chatted, the conversation light and casual, ranging from interesting anecdotes in Chang'an City to the newly bloomed peonies in the backyard of the residence. The atmosphere was warm and harmonious, as if we had returned to those initial days of mutual respect and "harmonious match."
Watching the relaxed contentment spread across her features, the guilt that had arisen from yesterday lessened somewhat, but the dormant desire, like an undercurrent, quietly surged beneath the surface of the tenderness. It was time... time to test the waters.
"Ying'er," I put down my chopsticks, bringing it up casually, "Today, while browsing ancient texts at the medical clinic, I came across a prescription for foot care. It said that soaking feet in warm water with medicinal herbs can relax tendons and invigorate circulation, calming the spirit and aiding sleep. My dear, you seem to have been tired lately, so perhaps... we could try it tonight?"
I carefully observed her reaction. Sure enough, upon hearing the words "foot/feet," her movements paused slightly, and a suspicious blush again crept onto her cheeks. Her clear eyes flickered, as if remembering something, and her gaze became somewhat evasive.
She remained silent for a moment, not answering immediately. Was she hesitating? Or was she reliving the madness of last night, triggered by her feet? My heart couldn't help but beat a little faster.
"Is my husband talking about... a foot bath... like the one the other day?" she finally spoke, her voice low, with a hint of uncertainty and an almost imperceptible shyness.
"Not entirely," I quickly explained, keeping my tone as gentle and natural as possible, devoid of any erotic implications. "The prescription from the other day was a bit strong, mainly for invigorating blood. This new one is more focused on calming the spirit, and the herbs used are much milder; it's purely for relaxation and aiding sleep." I deliberately emphasized "purely" and "relaxation" to try and alleviate her concerns.
She looked up at me, seemingly trying to discern the truth in my words. My gaze was open and gentle, full of concern. After a long moment, she softly nodded: "Since my husband says it's a good prescription, then... let's try it."
Success! A wave of ecstasy surged through my heart! She agreed! Although her tone still held some hesitation, this was a huge step forward! It meant she wasn't completely resistant to "activities" related to her feet; perhaps... subconsciously, there was even a hint of anticipation?
After dinner, Li Ying returned to her room to prepare for bathing and changing, while I, feigning a trip to the study, quietly circled around to the backyard. The setting sun had not yet fully dipped below the horizon, gilding the trees and flowers in the courtyard.
Zaha was wiping his saber on the open ground in the courtyard. His upper body was bare, his bronze skin glistening with powerful luster under the setting sun, sweat slowly tracing the lines of his bulging muscles, filled with a primal, masculine strength. Hearing my footsteps, he immediately stopped, standing respectfully: "Master."
"Hmm." I approached with my hands behind my back, my gaze sweeping over his robust chest and thick arms. A pang of envy and jealousy involuntarily rose in my heart. Then, thinking of the "big black cock" beneath his crotch, reportedly 28 centimeters long, and comparing it to my own pitiful three-inch stub, a strong sense of shame and inferiority once again surged, yet simultaneously, a pathological excitement followed.
"My dear's body is fine today," I looked at him, my tone flat, carrying an unquestionable authority, "From what I saw, my dear seemed to quite enjoy your previous massage. Your technique is... not bad."
Zaha's eyes immediately burst forth with a joyful light, and a simple, honest smile appeared on his dark face: "Thank you for the compliment, Master! It is this humble one's fortune to serve the Madam!"
"Fortune?" I sneered, my tone suddenly turning harsh. "Remember your place! You are a slave! How dare you casually touch the Madam's jade feet? If it weren't for my grace, you wouldn't even be fit to tie her shoes!"
Zaha's smile instantly froze, replaced by panic and unease. He quickly lowered his head, his voice trembling: "Yes... yes! This humble one knows his mistake! This humble one dares not harbor any improper thoughts!"
Watching his fearful demeanor, a sense of controlling pleasure rose within me. "I doubt you would dare." I softened my tone, then changed the subject. "However, your massage technique does have its merits. Since my dear found it comfortable, perhaps... you will be allowed to continue in the future."
Zaha abruptly looked up, the flame of hope rekindled in his eyes, but this time, his gaze held more reverence and caution. "Thank... thank you for your grace, Master!"
"Don't be so quick to express gratitude," I interrupted him, my tone tinged with condescension. "Opportunity is for those who are prepared. Be ready at all times, awaiting my instructions. Remember, everything must follow my arrangements. If you dare to act on your own accord, even a little, or... reveal anything that shouldn't be said..." My voice stretched out, carrying a hint of menace, "You know the consequences."
"This humble one understands! This humble one would never dare!" Zaha quickly promised, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
"Hmm." I nodded in satisfaction. "You may go."
"Yes, Master." Zaha, as if granted a great pardon, respectfully withdrew.
Watching his excited yet respectful retreating figure, the smile at the corner of my mouth deepened. This was how it should be: keeping both his desires and fears firmly under control. Making him understand that all his pleasure, all his opportunities to touch the mistress, stemmed from my "grace," and could be revoked at any time. Only then could he become the most obedient and diligent pawn in my hand.
Back in the study, I closed the door and lit the candle. Spreading open the special medical book on the table, my thoughts began to race.
Li Ying agreed to another foot bath; this was a positive sign. Although this time I promised it would be "purely" for relaxation, it was an excellent opportunity to reintroduce the concept of "foot service," paving the way for Zaha's reappearance later.
The Black Fascination series... the unlock conditions are "Li Ying's favorable impression of black men reaches 'curiosity'" and "accepting Zaha/Abu's foot service more than 3 times." Currently, the "curiosity" point seems to be budding, but "service more than 3 times" will take time. The fastest to unlock is likely the [Black Fascination Incense], which requires "Wu Tao's Cuckoldry Depth to reach 'Actively Guiding'." This... might be worth considering. The next time I arrange Zaha's service, should I light this incense? To make Li Ying, unknowingly, develop a "favorable impression" of Zaha's strong black body odor? That would be a good entry point.
As for points... I only have 15 points now. That's still a ways off from those enticing sex toys that cost 30 or 40 points. I must find more tasks to do. Besides the daily [Benevolent Healer] task, are there other ways? The System Mall doesn't seem to have an option to buy points directly...
Right, [Memory Fragment]? Priced at 40 points, the description states: "Randomly acquire a segment of a modern ordinary person's life memory, potentially useless." What is this thing... for? Could I find new ways to play or earn money from it? The risk is too high, and it might be worthless. I won't consider it for now.
[Skill Point]? 60 points is too expensive. And what I need now isn't to improve my medical skills, but rather... perhaps to improve my "eloquence" or "psychological control" abilities? But the system doesn't offer such skills.
It seems the safest way for now is to diligently complete tasks and slowly accumulate points. Or... wait for future system upgrades to see if there are new ways to acquire points.
I closed the medical book, a rough plan already formed in my mind. Tonight, first a "pure" foot bath to solidify the tenderness. At the same time, I would carefully observe Li Ying's reactions, assessing her true acceptance of "foot stimulation." Tomorrow... I would arrange the next step based on the situation.
Night deepened, and candlelight flickered, casting my contemplative silhouette on the wall—a seemingly gentle and refined physician, whose heart was brewing a dark storm that would subvert morality.
After re-confirming the system tasks and mall list, my heart felt a bit more settled. The Black Fascination series was incredibly enticing, but unlocking it would take time, and my points were scarce. It seemed I had to proceed step by step. The power of those crystal high heels had shown me a potential shortcut, yet it had also nearly dragged me into an abyss. Slow down, yes, slow down.
I stood up, brushed off imaginary dust from my robe, and put on a gentle smile once more. Beneath this smile lay a renewed determination and a deeper desire.
Pushing open the inner room's door, soft candlelight greeted my eyes. Li Ying was leaning on the soft couch, deeply absorbed in a book. She had changed into a light purple everyday Ruqun, her long hair loosely tied up, revealing her fair, graceful neck. Hearing my footsteps, she looked up, a relieved smile appearing on her face: "Husband, are you done with your work?"
"Yes, just some minor matters at the medical clinic." I walked over and sat beside her, my gaze naturally drifting to her slender, bare feet, exposed beneath her skirt. They lay quietly together, toes slightly curled, as fair as fresh snow. The eerie crystal high heels of last night felt like nothing more than a fleeting dream.
"My dear is still reading?" I picked up the book she had put aside; it was a poetry collection. "It's been a long time since I saw you reading this "New Songs from the Jade Terrace"."
"Just idly flipping through it," she said, taking the book. When her gaze met mine, she seemed to evade it slightly, and a faint blush subtly crept onto her cheeks. What was she thinking? Was she recalling the scene from last night, where I pressed her onto the bed and fiercely penetrated her while she wore the crystal high heels?
My heart began to race again, and the familiar warmth in my lower abdomen surged. I forcibly suppressed my desire, keeping my voice as steady as possible: "Speaking of which... last night, in my urgency, I exchanged that pair of 'crystal high heels' from the system... How did you dispose of them afterwards, my dear? The shoes have such a unique material; I wonder if they fit well, or if they were uncomfortable?"
My question made her visibly stiffen, her fingers clutching the book tightened slightly, and the blush on her face deepened. "Those shoes... This humble one, this humble one had Lin'er put them away after waking up this morning." She lowered her head, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz, "The heels were too high, making walking really inconvenient... and... the material was a bit hard..."
Put away? Not thrown away, just put away. This detail delighted me inwardly. She hadn't hated it because of last night's experience; she even felt its "inconvenience" and "hardness," which meant she paid attention, she felt it!
"I see," I feigned sudden understanding. "That's good then. I was worried they might be uncomfortable for you to wear. After all, they are peculiar items; perhaps they are only suitable for admiration." As I spoke, my mind was already calculating the right moment for their next appearance.
"Husband..." She hesitated for a moment, then still looked up at me, her eyes filled with a trace of confusion and inquiry. "Those shoes... are they truly just exotic items from the Western Regions? Why... why did my husband react so... so strongly when he saw me wearing them?"
It came! She was indeed still bothered by my unusual erection last night! This was an excellent opportunity to further rationalize my "special" reaction, attributing everything to "my love for her" and the "magic of the item."
"Ying'er, you don't know," I held her hand, my expression becoming incomparably "sincere" and "affectionate." "Your husband never expected it either. Perhaps... perhaps those shoes truly possess some kind of magic? Or perhaps... it's because they were worn on your feet, Ying'er, that they appeared so... captivating, making your husband momentarily unable to restrain his desires?" I gazed into her eyes, my tone carrying an almost obsessive admiration. "Your beauty, Ying'er, already intoxicates your husband. And coupled with those crystal high heels... it simply... simply made your husband feel that his three-inch stub was unworthy of defiling your beauty... Only by possessing you more... more intensely, could the turmoil in his heart be slightly appeased..."
My words were half-truths, attributing my loss of composure to her beauty and the shoes' magic, while also emphasizing my "inferiority" and "desire to possess." This kind of rhetoric was most likely to soften her heart and gain her acceptance.
Sure enough, after hearing my "explanation," the confusion in her eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by touching emotion and a hint of shy delight. What woman wouldn't want her husband to go mad for her beauty? Even if her husband's capabilities in that area... were not entirely satisfactory. She leaned gently on my shoulder, whispering, "Husband, you're talking nonsense again..." yet her tone carried an almost imperceptible hint of charming petulance.
It seemed she accepted this explanation. I chuckled inwardly, wrapped my arm around her shoulder, and continued our tender intimacy.
After a while, feeling the time was right, I brought up the foot bath again: "It's getting late, my dear. Are you ready for your bath? Your husband will prepare the calming foot bath medicinal soup, so after your bath, you can soak your feet and ease your fatigue."
This time, she didn't hesitate at all, obediently nodding: "Mm, thank you, husband."
With her consent, I immediately got up and instructed Lin'er to prepare hot water and a bath barrel. I then went to the side room's medicine cabinet to carefully select the herbs needed for tonight. I chose Polygala and Mimosa Bark, known for their calming and sleep-inducing properties, and added some Angelica Sinensis and Ligusticum Chuanxiong for mild blood circulation and a comfortable warming sensation, as well as sandalwood for its soothing aroma. These herbs, combined, indeed had the effect of relaxing the body and mind and promoting sleep. Of course, tonight, their other important role was—observation.
I personally wrapped the herbs in gauze and placed them in the foot bath barrel filled with hot water. Soon, the clear fragrance of the herbs permeated the air, carrying a hint of warmth.
When Li Ying returned to the inner chamber after her bath, dressed in a loose, comfortable sleeping gown, the foot bath water was just the right temperature.
"Come, Madam." I placed the bath barrel in front of the couch and helped her sit on its edge.
She obediently extended her feet. They were a pair of jade feet, freshly bathed, still with a hint of steam and a rosy blush, with skin so delicate it seemed one could pinch water from it. Her toes were round and adorable, radiating an alluring luster. Without the enhancement of the crystal shoes, they appeared so pure and flawless, yet in my mind, the depraved scene from last night lingered.
I took a deep breath and gently placed her perfect jade feet into the warm medicinal water. "Is the water temperature alright?"
"Mm… just right." She sighed comfortably, her body relaxing as she leaned languidly on the couch.
I moved a small footstool and sat before her, beginning to give her this "pure" foot bath massage. My hands immersed in the warm medicinal water, gently kneading her ankles and calves, my movements soft and soothing. The warmth of the medicinal water and the faint fragrance of the herbs brought a contented expression to her face, which had been somewhat weary.
Next, I gently lifted one of her feet and, using my thumb and forefinger, followed the acupoint map, slowly pressing and kneading from the heel. Zusanli, Yongquan, Taixi… I carefully pressed each acupoint known to calm the nerves, soothe fatigue, maintaining moderate pressure without any hint of provocation.
Her breathing gradually became even and long, her body completely relaxed. She seemed to thoroughly enjoy this rare comfort. In the candlelight, her profile was serene and soft, her long eyelashes casting faint shadows beneath her eyelids.
My gaze, however, couldn't help but meticulously observe her subtle reactions. When my fingers pressed certain acupoints near sensitive zones (such as the inner arch of her foot), would her toes unconsciously curl? When my fingertips glided over her tender sole, would her breathing momentarily pause?
Yes! I acutely caught it! When my thumb pressed deep into the arch of her foot, near a Kidney Meridian acupoint, her body trembled almost imperceptibly, and her breathing seemed to skip a beat! Though she quickly regained her composure, this subtle reaction was enough to prove my point!
That frantic footjob last night was not without its traces! That ultimate pleasure had been memorized by her body! Even during this pure, relaxing massage, touching the related sensitive areas could still evoke a deep response from her body!
This discovery filled me with ecstasy! Like an explorer discovering a new continent! This meant that Li Ying's body had begun to develop a dependence on this "foot stimulation"! Even if her conscious mind was still resisting and struggling, her body had already begun to honestly express its desire!
I suppressed the excitement in my heart, my hand movements remaining steady and gentle, showing no abnormality. But deep inside, I had already begun planning the next… even more intimate "foot service." Zaha… Abu… and those crystal shoes… their time to debut might be even sooner than I imagined…
While performing the "pure" massage, I was simultaneously constructing a dark blueprint in my mind. This feeling of duality was both exhilarating and exhausting. The candlelight flickered, and the night deepened. This seemingly tender foot bath was, in reality, another important probe and confirmation in my cuckoldry plan.